So, for my whole life, basically, my interest in going to the Minnesota/Michiganny parts of this country has registered in the negative numbers. The mosquitos, for one thing, the Fargo effect, for another. The funny accents, the weather, the weird department stores no one’s ever heard of. But now they’ve got this sort of thing (this story happens to be Minnesota, but there’s been plenty from Michigan recently), and my interest is, where I didn’t think it was possible, dropping.